Roman's hazel eyes flash with amusement. "Let's get started, then." He glances around the room once more. "Who is it going to be?"

"I have to pick?"

"Would you prefer I choose your target?"

Okay, maybe not. I bite my lip and take another look at the men around me. Who should I approach? Someone alone, preferably. I don't think I have the skills to get a guy away from his friends. Maybe that guy over by the dart board who looks barely old enough to drink ...